art

When I was in high school, I loved my art classes. I took pottery and jewelry, and learned to paint, sketch and use charcoals. I helped paint a mural at our school – well, I painted the white frame on a “poloroid” photo, anyhow. And I even won an award for a piece of jewelry I created in my sophomore year. I always enjoyed making art, but I never felt a calling to be an artist. When I came out, I lost two things in a bad break-up with my girlfriend – my comic book collection and my art. I’m … Read more